[ the feed cuts on to the outside of an empty wooden house, seemingly empty. or maybe it's a barn, something on the offskirts of the city, in the middle of tall, swaying, yellowed grass. in the background, swaying through the grass, a flicker of black, and white wings can be seen. they're flared backwards to keep him steady as he races through the
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...Zaheer?
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... yes?
[ he has no clue anything is recording. ]
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[Okay, disgusted look is fading. Still there, but fading.]
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[ the lost tone isn't fading. ]
Is there another way to eat a mouse?
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[But she smiles a little.]
But everyone is different. Was it any good?
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Yes. [ his wings flutter, then close. ] Quite good.
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[She laughs a bit at that.]
Do you hunt like that back home?
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